The next day was a blur for James, as he woke up feeling nauseous and tried to wash the stink of feces off his body. It helped a little, but the emotional pain of the previous day's events were stuck to him. At least they'll leave me alone for today, he thought hopefully.
He tried to make toast and eggs for breakfast, but found his appetite was gone, as the egg reminded him of the smell of the female shit covering his face. He settled for coffee. Suddenly, he saw a text come up on his phone. He groaned; it was from Juanita.
"Hey honey! Hope you're not feeling like shit this morning lol ;) We have two clients today, who will be coming over, one within the hour and one later tonight. They have paid for all access, so I'm going to need you to do WHATEVER they request. Make yesterday up to me; do not disappoint!!"
He felt sick to his stomach. After all the torture he went through yesterday, they were booking him for the next day. He decided he would watch TV to help escape the situation. After flipping through the channels, he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a familiar face!
"Welcome to JG Auto, formerly Conway Auto! The best collection of luxury vehicles in the Northeast, with the best selection as well! Come by and take a look!"
His heart sunk to his stomach. It was Nita. She had already changed the sign on his car dealership. The commercial followed her massive rear end as she walked through the dealership, displaying the cars James had worked for decades to collect. And all in a matter of days, she had reduced him to nothing and taken everything. It showed her and Gloria sitting at his desk, their brown eyes beaming with pride at their newly acquired business. Seeing them at his desk, their big fat bottoms seated where he used to work late nights to keep the business growing, made him sick and he ran to the bathroom to throw up.
He looked at himself in the mirror and began to sob, the full extent of their takeover hitting him. He had nothing left. He was hopelessly in debt to these cruel women, and at their whim. As the tears rolled down his face, he heard the doorbell ring. Oh god no, he thought. Not now! He quickly wiped his eyes and washed his face and nervously went to see his guest, praying her bottom was smaller than the monstrous ones he had had to service.
When he opened the door, he did a double take. Of all the people in the world he wanted to see, no one did he want to see less than Juanita's mother. The buxom, older Latina woman grinned broadly at her ex son-in-law.
"Well hello, James," she said with an eery calm in her voice. "I haven't seen you in some time. Nita tells me you've been busy these last few days, getting to know your place."
She smirked at him, walking past him to look at the house. He couldn't help but notice her gargantuan rear end as it jiggled and swayed with every step. There was no question that Nita got it from her mama. Despite being in her mid 50s, Rosa was stunningly beautiful, and there was a powerful air of sexuality to her that disarmed men. She, being very aware of this power she held, used it to her every advantage. She was brilliant and cunning, and had started off in real estate, working (and fucking) her way to the top of the company. She was now a tycoon, who had become fabulously wealthy from her business.
"How about something to eat?" she asked James. "I have paid good money for this and I expect to get every penny's worth."
She smiled at James, and his heart beat faster and his palms began to sweat. There was something malevolent in her smile, and despite the grace with which she carried herself, James knew she had a cruelty and hatred towards men that would come out from time to time.
"Y-Yes, of course," James stuttered, rushing to the kitchen to get some snacks.
"Cheese and crackers, my dear," she called after him. "And bring all the cheese you have."
